"I think you already have, Rose. Come here and look at his desk. He was so proud when he showed me this earlier today." Lord Alexander led her to Christopher's desk, picking up a picture frame from its surface. Inside was the hand-drawn portrait she had made while locked in the study a few nights ago.
"Christopher told me this was worth more than all the gold and riches he owned. He treasures the simple things, Rose. He couldn't care less about the material things in his life. Yes, it makes living easier with money. However, you are the only thing he desires in this world. You have given yourself over to him and made him the happiest man around. You have already bestowed him with the greatest gift, namely you. Do you see?"
"In frustration, Rose clenched her skirt. She had a lot of questions and wanted another woman to talk with about all of this."
